Very_Bad_Man
Evil Genius Incognito
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- May 15, 2011
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Sigmund Freud would have a field day with me. I know my mothers perversity was instrumental in my development. She was mentally ill. She was a single parent and dominated almost every aspect of my life. I would of been called a mommies boy. It was a twisted relationship. Even though, I loved her as she was my mother.
What first changed me, was entering a sexual relationship with my aunt. I do not tell this as a incest story for the incest strokers it is just a reality. My aunts husband had a wasting blood disease that left him anemic, very weak and usually on the brink of death as far back as I can remember him. He spent most of his time in a hospital bed in their living room.
Due to my uncles condition he suffered from erectile dysfunction and I do not think he had the energy to have sex even if he could of gotten it up. My last memory of him was cradling him in my arms like a baby as I carried him into his house to die at home when he came from the hospital. I remember him fondly as a very soft spoken gentle man.
We lived next door to each other so after his death my aunt was always at our house seeking solace. My mom would send me over to my aunts house to keep her company. I secretly think my mom was tired of my aunts melancholy. Soon enough my companionship and a shoulder to cry on turned sexual and I learned things about my aunt and uncle that nephews should just never know.
My aunt and uncle were into the BD/SM lifestyle, in a very big way. It seems that my uncles illness had a more profound effect than just the loss of a man she loved. His will was taken away as his health deteriorated. His illness not only took away the physical love but it left her bereft of his guidance.
I learned domination and bondage in baby steps from my aunt. The empowerment she gave me was what gave me the force of will to rise up against my mother and her wishes and join the Marine Corp and that broke the yoke from around my neck. I vowed never to become subservient to a female ever again. Reflecting back I know it was a sick relationship as she was my aunt. Yet I cannot but thank her for helping making me the man I am today.
The Marine Corps altered my perceptions on dominance. I was sent to Paris Island for boot camp or as I think of it as the military's little piece of hell on earth. There is nothing more terrifying to an eighteen year old kid than a Marine Corps drill instructor. Any jarhead tells you he was not afraid of his DI's is a liar. It was in this hell called Paris Island that I learned leadership and my understanding of mind games and dominance.
Throughout my life I never had a slave just subservient sexual partners. Well there was this one girl but that is story for another time. When I got married, my wife was in no way subservient. We were into Tantra. We ended up divorced because she could not cope with the demands of a military wife. I do not hold it against her and we still are good friends.
After divorce I resumed my trek on the path of dominance. I have gone through more sexual partners then I care to count. The life I live is not conducive to long relationships. It is surprising that the only STD I ever had was crabs and I was not even sexually active at the time.
I spend approximately 100 hours flying each month mostly between Dubai/London/US with stops throughout Europe. My sex life revolves around two flight attendants who are married to other pilots who share with me and ladies I meet on layovers. For pilots pussy is around in abundance but I am very particular in who I fuck though blowjobs I am less particular.
I have come to a crossroads in my life where I want to go a step further. I have had subs for short periods but I think I want a more permanent monogamous solution but I don't see swinging it with my global lifestyle. I do not see a career change in my near future. My income and perks would be to hard to replace at least till my daughter comes of age.
I want more than just sex, I want a lover.
What first changed me, was entering a sexual relationship with my aunt. I do not tell this as a incest story for the incest strokers it is just a reality. My aunts husband had a wasting blood disease that left him anemic, very weak and usually on the brink of death as far back as I can remember him. He spent most of his time in a hospital bed in their living room.
Due to my uncles condition he suffered from erectile dysfunction and I do not think he had the energy to have sex even if he could of gotten it up. My last memory of him was cradling him in my arms like a baby as I carried him into his house to die at home when he came from the hospital. I remember him fondly as a very soft spoken gentle man.
We lived next door to each other so after his death my aunt was always at our house seeking solace. My mom would send me over to my aunts house to keep her company. I secretly think my mom was tired of my aunts melancholy. Soon enough my companionship and a shoulder to cry on turned sexual and I learned things about my aunt and uncle that nephews should just never know.
My aunt and uncle were into the BD/SM lifestyle, in a very big way. It seems that my uncles illness had a more profound effect than just the loss of a man she loved. His will was taken away as his health deteriorated. His illness not only took away the physical love but it left her bereft of his guidance.
I learned domination and bondage in baby steps from my aunt. The empowerment she gave me was what gave me the force of will to rise up against my mother and her wishes and join the Marine Corp and that broke the yoke from around my neck. I vowed never to become subservient to a female ever again. Reflecting back I know it was a sick relationship as she was my aunt. Yet I cannot but thank her for helping making me the man I am today.
The Marine Corps altered my perceptions on dominance. I was sent to Paris Island for boot camp or as I think of it as the military's little piece of hell on earth. There is nothing more terrifying to an eighteen year old kid than a Marine Corps drill instructor. Any jarhead tells you he was not afraid of his DI's is a liar. It was in this hell called Paris Island that I learned leadership and my understanding of mind games and dominance.
Throughout my life I never had a slave just subservient sexual partners. Well there was this one girl but that is story for another time. When I got married, my wife was in no way subservient. We were into Tantra. We ended up divorced because she could not cope with the demands of a military wife. I do not hold it against her and we still are good friends.
After divorce I resumed my trek on the path of dominance. I have gone through more sexual partners then I care to count. The life I live is not conducive to long relationships. It is surprising that the only STD I ever had was crabs and I was not even sexually active at the time.
I spend approximately 100 hours flying each month mostly between Dubai/London/US with stops throughout Europe. My sex life revolves around two flight attendants who are married to other pilots who share with me and ladies I meet on layovers. For pilots pussy is around in abundance but I am very particular in who I fuck though blowjobs I am less particular.
I have come to a crossroads in my life where I want to go a step further. I have had subs for short periods but I think I want a more permanent monogamous solution but I don't see swinging it with my global lifestyle. I do not see a career change in my near future. My income and perks would be to hard to replace at least till my daughter comes of age.
I want more than just sex, I want a lover.
